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The gift of giving
December 15th, 2015
By Mike McAdoo

As an aging man, in the autumn of his years, I return to Christmases past. I remember the joy as a child of opening presents from those who loved me. One Christmas stands out. I remember when my father got me a new bicycle. On Christmas morning, he and my mother told me to go to the garage and there was a wrapped present for me. They followed me through the garage door as I went down the stairs and picked up a wrapped package which was placed upon the seat of a brand new three-speed bicycle. I did not realize that the bicycle was my Christmas gift until I was halfway up the stairs. I turned and shouted “A new bicycle!” To this day, almost 60 years later, I remember the smile on my father’s face as his son was so filled with joy. I found out from my mother that dad had worked overtime for a week to purchase that bicycle.

For years afterward, I wondered what gift I could give my father to repay him. I wanted more than anything else to see that Christmas smile again and again. Now, dad is in God’s care. The Christmas gift which dad got was the most satisfying of all, the gift of giving. Now I understand. Thanks, dad. In my heart, I can still see your smile.

Mike McAdoo
San Francisco


From December 17, 2015 issue of Catholic San Francisco.


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